A Day In The Life Of (Someone Like) Me
6am: Not so gently awakened by the deep voice of a 15 year old man child who is informing me
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6am: Not so gently awakened by the deep voice of a 15 year old man child who is informing me
Day to day domesticities are not my strong suit. At all. There is nothing about a pile of clothes in
Because I’m a mom, I don’t always get to do the things that I want to do. Because I’m a
I am. A little. I’m big enough…and getting bigger…to admit it. I’m a teensy, weensy bit jealous of my husbands
When my daughter is looking at me, big green eyes filling with tears, lips quivering and frowning. Because she is
I love them. I really do. They are darling. Everyone says so. Fairly well behaved. Except for the exceptions, of